Fic: Increasingly Creepy (Numb3rs, David Sinclair / Ian Edgerton, Charlie Eppes / Colby Granger)
Title: Increasingly Creepy
Fandom: Numb3rs
Pair: Charlie Eppes / Colby Granger,
David Sinclair / Ian Edgerton,
Don Eppes / Martin Fridegord
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Not mine, etc.
Feedback: Always Welcome
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“I thought we already agreed on this.”
“We did! I was just looking.” David explained and put down the prints he had been browsing.
“We can’t take every single one with us.” Ian sighed. “This is just like when I was a kid and I took my little sister to the pet store to buy dog food. She wanted to take all the cats with her.”
“Are you seriously comparing a kid to a bunch of animals?”
“No, but we’re done the paperwork for one kid and we don’t even have that one with us yet. Don’t start going all maternal yet.”
“I know, I know, but it just feels bad to pick one and leave the others there.”
“Think about it this way: When we get the kid home you can be as sappy as want.”
“Thanks.”
“Well, you’re going to be a mama. Maybe you’re hormonal.”
“I’m gonna be a daddy, not a mama.”
“I’m the daddy.”
“Not not gonna be the mommy!”
“Think about Charlie and Granger, they don’t have problems with this.”
“Because Helen can’t talk yet.”
“Fine, how bout…. Dada?”
“Have you ever heard anyone being called Dada?”
“Yeah.”
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“What’s going on there?” Charlie asked and pointed to the break room. Ian and David were going thought a stack of papers.
“I think I know, but I’m not telling.” Colby grinned.
“You think it’s about the adoption, don’t you?”
“Yep.”
“Hope so.” Charlie paused for a minute. “Speaking of them…. What do you think about that new guy whatever-his-name-is?”
“Taylor? Good enough, why?”
“Last week when he came here David was supposed to meet Ian for dinner, but he didn’t know when. He called me after he left the office when he couldn’t get in touch with Ian. I told him when they were supposed to meet, but that’s not the funny part.”
“What do you mean?”
“I left him a note about it and that new guy was supposed to give it to him.”
“Maybe he just forgot.”
“Maybe, but…..”
“But what?”
“Have you noticed anything weird about him?”
“I don’t know what you mean.”
“Weird with Ian. Every time he’s here that guy goes all gaga.”
“All gaga?”
“You know what I mean. Over-eager fanboy with eternal hard-on for him.”
“I love it when you use scientific descriptions.”
“I know. And I’m still saying that guy is up to something.”
“You two, we got news.” Ian announced and marched to closer with David in tow.
“Good news?” Colby grinned.
“Yeah. We got the final permit for adoption.”
“That’s great.” Charlie beamed. “When’s the happy occasion?”
“As soon as the papers go through. Two weeks, possibly three.”
“Are you finally gonna tell which one it is?”
“Nope.” Ian and David were wearing identical smug smirks. “Ready for lunch?”
“Yep.” Charlie agreed. He glanced over Ian’s shoulder. “Or… actually I need to handle some things. I’ll come a little bit later. The usual place?”
The other three men agreed and headed to the elevators. Charlie walked around the divider screens, settling next to Megan’s desk. Taylor lifted his eyes from the computer monitor.
“Can I help you?”
“No, I thought I should offer you some help.”
“What kind of help?”
“A good advice. If you try to eavesdrop, be little bit more discreet.”
“I don’t know what you mean.”
“I think you do. Those people who investigate things for living don’t see what’s right in front of them. I don’t know why. You’ve been so easy to see through, it’s a real wonder they haven`t noticed it.”
“Noticed what?”
“How you behave with Ian. The looks, how you try to push yourself as close to him as possible when he’s around. And how you’re acting when David’s here.”
Taylor had started tapping his fingers against the desktop.
“You know what I’m talking about, so I’ll be frank. This case should be wrapped up in another week. After that you’re gone. You heard what they were talking about. You don’t have a chance there, so get your head together. If you try something, it will only blow up on you face.”
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Taylor slammed the door shut and walked into his apartment. Most of his stuff was still in moving boxes. The things he had unpacked were all in the bedroom, forming a cozy camp in on the double bed. He kicked off his shoes, leaped on the bed and opened his laptop. The spy cameras in David’s apartment showed most of the rooms. The bathroom, bedroom, living room and the kitchen. He went through the cameras till he found Ian and David in the bedroom.
Taylor grinned and leaned back against the pillows. His hand slipped inside his pants. The two men on the screen were putting on a good show.
TBC